New Friends (Julia)

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Mentor stepped out of his TARDIS, which immediately turned itself invisible and moved itself. Mentor trusted his ship that it would not leave him on the planet. Adjusting his scarf, his sharp blue eyes searched the surroundings, finding that his ship has landed at the back of an alley. Shrugging as he straightened his coat, the Time Lord started walking towards the street. He came to a stop as a bloke came around the corner, and pointed a gun at him, which did not scare the Time Lord at all, "Give me your money!" The man demanded.

The Mentor stopped and looked to the man with a calm expression, "I have no money. You're wasting your time." He looked to the gun. Then up to the man with a smirk, "I dare you to shoot me."

The man took a deep breath, cocking his gun, "You asked for it.." He fired the gun but there was just a quiet pop and a small flame appeared. The man looked at the Time Lord, "How.. How?"

He leaned towards the man, so close, he could see the mix of emotions that were flooding the bloke, "I know a real gun when I see one." He then took the man's head and hit it into the side of the building, knocking him out cold. Letting go of the man, who slumped to the ground, The Mentor stepped out into the street, turning his collar up as he walked up the street. Stopping at a coffee shop, Mentor opened the door and stepped inside and closed the door behind him. Walking up to the counter he watched as the young lady appeared to blush as she looked at him, "I would like a large coffee with two pumps of cream and two sugars please." He said quickly, smiling as the young lady acknowledged his order, he placed the exact amount in her hand.

Taking the receipt Mentor took a couple steps back, staring at the wall, he may have appeared to be staring into space but really he was listening to his surroundings to spot anything that was out of the ordinary. The Time Lord snapped back to reality and smiled at the young lady, "Thank you sweet heart." Smiling at her he took a careful sip of his beverage as he turned away and went towards a table in the far left corner by the window. Setting the cup down, Mentor slipped his coat off and rested it on the back of the chair. Then swiftly removing his scarf, the Time Lord set it down on the table to his right before picking the cup up again to take another sip.

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The Mentor quietly sipped his coffee, watching as a woman with a rather thick file sat down at a table with a coffee of her own. His sharp blue eyes studied her, she looked as though she has had a rough day. Squinting he watched as she mouthed some words, "Mo.. no flo..ho.. ko..lo.. bo.." He scratched at his chin some as he pieced the words together carefully, "Someone.. has drugged this Judoon and told him exactly what to say to anyone who asks what happened to him. Very interesting." The Mentor pressed his hands together, resting them against his lips lightly, acting as though he was listening or talking to something telepathically. That is if he was doing such things, but it is a hard thing to tell with this Time Lord.

Coming to a stand he put his scarf and coat back on before picking his cup of coffee up, "He is saying.. 'He told me to tell no one who he is.' And the Mr. Donaldson, is really a Judoon using a hologram to give him a human appearance." He flashed her a quick smile before walking out of the coffee shop, "It looks to me as though his mind was wiped and him partially drugged after he was told what to say." He told the woman before closing the door behind him. He wanted to talk to this Judoon himself, he was interested in this situation.

He doubted the woman would follow him, thinking more that she would consider him to be a nut case instead of someone who knows what he is saying. Sipping the last of the coffee, Bertie tossed the cup into a bin as he walked down the pathway. Coming to a stop for a moment before walking across the street, he looked back for a moment and looked for a long while before continuing on his way quietly.

Stopping at what appeared to be a dead street, he turned and started walking towards an abandoned warehouse. It may had seem to be a strange place for a man to go, but he knew that a building that is abandoned is one of few places an alien can be itself and to shed their disguises. Stopping at the door, he grabbed the handle, and with a gentle turn to the left, The Mentor pushed the door open and stepped inside. He looked to all the people, who were really aliens in disguise as the Time Lord walked along calmly.

He came to a stop in front of a Judoon, "Tell me.. who was it that told you not to tell anyone who he is." The Mentor said smoothly, his deep voice making him sound calm, really at all times he sounded calm, even in dangerous situations.

"Ko no, flo, jo, no." The Judoon said slowly as though, even for a race that is naturally brave, he was scared to respond.

"You are telling me that he is another alien then?" Mentor asked.

"So no, ko jo, no, ko, lo, kojo." The alien replied. It's wrinkled face appeared to be troubled as it spoke, it's eyes appeared to be looking to the window as if it was expecting something.

"Ah.. so you don't know if he is an alien." The Time Lord said with a hint of interest and curiosity, "But surely he has to if he knew you were an alien."

The Judoon's ears flicked some, "Jo no.. cho no, so." It looked to the window nervously before back to the Time Lord, "Ko no jo so."

"Alright, I will leave you now. If you do happen to remember anything else, please get a hold of me." With that The Mentor turned around and headed back to the front door and stepped outside. Walking quicker than usual he looked around him, there was something that was not right, another alien attacking aliens, but one that seemed to be able to just simply drug or scare the aliens he attacked into not revealing who he is.

The Mentor was so distracted with thoughts and sorting through what the Judoon just told him that the Time Lord failed to notice that someone was following him. He mumbled what the Judoon told him back to himself quietly as the Time Lord walked along, "Jo no.. cho no, so. Ko no jo so.... He's human but not human.. He's cruel." The Time Lord came to a stop just at the fencing that surrounded the very large pond that was filled with fish and yapping ducks and geese, "Who is this.. human?"

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[/i], and she had to sit in this room and debunk what could possibly be a mere collection of plain and simple gibberish. She let out a sigh. It was water under the bridge. She was going to solve this case quickly and then she was going to get right back to work on the other.

“He is saying... ‘He told me to tell no one who he is.’ and the Mr. Donaldson, is really a Judoon using a hologram to give him a human appearance.” Julia looked at the man who was standing near her. He flashed her a smile, before heading out of the restaurant, “It looks to me as though his mind was wiped and him partially drugged after he was told what to say.”

He shut the door and began walking away. Julia had no idea who this man was, but he was obviously her key to solving this case. She wrote down very, very quickly the stranger’s translation, gathered her files and placed them somewhat neatly in her briefcase. She sent a smile to Mary, who was obviously wondering why she was suddenly leaving.

Judoon. Using a hologram to make himself look human. Julia swallowed nervously. There were a few aliens who looked human. One was the werewolf. Another was possibly the Doctor. There was a particular alien race that tried to give England problems, but their human disguises were static-y and easy to see through, her job was more about sneaking someone who obviously wasn’t an ordinary human being back to headquarters before anyone noticed. If there was an alien race, the Judoon, who had perfected this technology, her job was going to get a little harder.

Julia pulled off her coat and turned it inside out. It being a reversible, she slipped on a “new”, yellow coat. She pulled her hair back and slipped on a hat and false glasses. The man she was following didn’t appear to be aware of the fact that he was being followed, but she kept a safe distance until her slight disguise was complete. She was guessing that if she looked somewhat different, and her face was somewhat obscured, he wouldn’t recognize her from a distance. He paused before a street and looked back. Her heart jumped because for a second he seemed to be looking at her... but he wasn’t. She crossed the street, still a bit far behind him, and pulled out her camera to sneak a picture of his face.

Whoever he was, he needed to be on file. He knew too much about aliens to fly under the radar.

She followed him from a safe distance, all the way to an abandoned warehouse. Julia couldn’t help but feel excited. This was going somewhere. She paused briefly to pull out her radio and spoke into it,

“Diamond, this is Duckie.” the static crashed as soon as her finger let go of the input switch.

“Reading you loud and clear, Duckie,” his voice crackled through.

“I am following a suspect into a warehouse off of the corner of Guilford Street and Russell Square.” She said, watching him walk inside, “No back up necessary.”

“Copy that. Give us your status in an hour.” was his reply.

Good! Now Julia switched off her radio, hurrying to follow the man inside. She peeked inside and seeing several people who looked human, she decided it was best if she armed herself. She flipped open her briefcase and pulled out a handgun. Either this man was an alien, or he was a civilian who knew too much about aliens and was about to get in over his head. He could be a police officer. Ever since the government decided to allow the police know about torchwood, it was one officer after the other who suddenly thought they could handle the strange and paranormal on their own. Though, considering the fact that he was able to “translate” the gibberish she was working on, he was probably no civilian. He could be a member of UNIT, but they weren’t quite the type to be investigating like this.

She listened carefully beside the door that hung ajar.

“Tell me... who was it that told you not to tell anyone who he is.” he said very calmly. So very calmly it made Julia quite nervous for his sake. If he is human, he couldn’t possibly know enough about his aliens, and his lack of fear was unsettling. She was tempted to peg him as an alien, but that would be strange now wouldn’t it? An alien who wasn’t here to kill, steal, or take over the world? Who was here to investigate other aliens? Why, the only alien who met that profile was the Doctor himself. This man was certainly not him though. She noted something else, he apparently wasn’t the Judoon. This stranger seemed to think that he was someone else. Someone who had done something to the Judoon. Oh dear. She really didn’t like it when aliens started fighting each other on her turf. The casualties, statistically, were higher.

“Ko no, flo, jo, no.” a voice replied, it was gravely... and very much alien.

“You are telling me that he is another alien then?” the stranger asked. Even worse a thought, two different kinds of aliens fighting each other. This could mean war between two races. She sighed, it was her job to make certain that the United Kingdom was not used for an alien war zone.

“So no, ko jo, no, ko, lo, kojo.” the alien replied,

“Ah... so you don’t know if he is an alien.” the stranger said, Julia listened closer, “But surely he has to if he knew you were an alien.”

Julia blinked. Was that a confession? Her stranger seemed to think that one must be an alien to acknowledge their existence. She was going to have to arrest and interrogate him. But not right this second. Right now, she was using him to gain information she could not due to a language barrier.

“Jo no... cho no, so.” the creature said slowly, Julia peeked through the door and it was then she saw the alien in the warehouse, speaking with her stranger. She pulled her camera out and took a picture. He really was a rhinoceros standing upright like a human. “Ko no jo so.”

“Alright, I will leave you now. If you happen to remember anything else, please get a hold of me.” her stranger was about to leave. She needed to be tactful with him, and hid in the bushes while he walked away. She switched on her radio and pulled it to her mouth,

“Diamond, this is Duckie. We have a large amount of aliens in said warehouse.” she said, following her alien stranger carefully, “They have mastered the technology of hologram disguise and look human. Be careful, we don’t know much about them at all.”

“We’ll dispatch a team to apprehend them right away.” his voice crackled,

“Our contact concerning the rhinoceros is possibly one of them.” Julia said, following at distance, “I am presently following one I suspect is another alien, who calls these people Judoon.”

“Keep us posted, Duckie.” her boss said, “Over and out.”

Julia switched her radio off, and kept her gun in her hand, concealed in her deep pocket. She doubted she would need to use it, but she was always prepared. Perhaps it was time to confront this mysterious stranger? She was about a car length behind him, and he seemed lost in his thoughts. As soon as he stepped away from the bustling streets, she was going to arrest him. He kept walking, until he finally stopped by a fenced in pond. He was muttering Judoon words and as she was about to confront him when he said, “He’s human, but not human... he’s cruel. Who is this... human?”

Julia stopped. She was reconsidering her entire approach. Maybe she could bend the rules a little. Maybe instead of interrogating him at the Torchwood Institute now she could size him up first. Figure out what she could now. He didn’t seem to think humans could know much about aliens, so he probably didn’t know about Torchwood. If he didn’t know she was a threat just this second, she might get something out of him.

“Lovely day, isn’t it?” Julia said, taking off her false spectacles, then took a second look at him and widened her eyes and smiled brightly, “Say, I ran into you at the coffee shop, didn’t I? Thank you for helping me out earlier. I suppose I need to brush up on my Vietnamese.”

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“Lovely day, isn’t it?” Julia said, taking off her false spectacles, then took a second look at him and widened her eyes and smiled brightly, “Say, I ran into you at the coffee shop, didn’t I? Thank you for helping me out earlier. I suppose I need to brush up on my Vietnamese.”

The Mentor simply glanced back at Julia, he knew that she was going to follow him around. Yet he was curious as to why she waited until now to speak up. He tightened his scarf some as the Time Lord turned around to look at her, " I know you were following me.. I was able to smell you the entire time.. and read your mind. It was not that hard really.. but what troubles me is that you can report on innocent aliens that use that warehouse as one of the few places that they can be themselves at. Aliens who are stuck here because they either lost their home planet, fell here through a schism, or because their ship was destroyed along the way here."

Crossing his arms over his chest, Mentor looked at her with an even stare that was emotionless, "I don't see why I should answer questions you got for me. In fact I don't want to. But then.. I will have to think about it. Meet me back here tomorrow." With that the Time Lord pushed himself away from the fencing and started walking away, stuffing his hands into his pockets. He glanced back to see her standing there, then looked back ahead as the Time Lord walked along the pathway.

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Julia took a breath. She was not here to debate the morals of her duty, but to seek out the danger that faces her country today. She let out a sigh, clearing her head. She still had a mystery to solve.

“Look here,” she said, softening her expression, “I don’t know who you are or why you know so much. But what I do know is that when two aliens have at each other on our soil, the environment becomes life threatening for us. I need you to give me what information you have so that I can do my job and protect the citizens of this country.”

Crossing his arms over his chest, the stranger maintained a steady eye contact. Julia’s hand tightened on her gun, but her face gave no tell of its existence.

"I don't see why I should answer questions you got for me. In fact I don't want to. But then.. I will have to think about it. Meet me back here tomorrow." he said, walking away.

Julia had seconds to make her next move. To trust him or to do her job. As much as she liked being able to have faith in others, she knew she could not put faith in him. If he knew that she was following him, this whole scenario could be a set up. He knew too much and was too sympathetic. Torchwood needed to be in control, or Queen and country was at risk.

“Don’t take another step!” Julia Johnson pulled her gun out, armed and aimed at his back, “Like I said, I don’t know who you are or why you know so much. Your knowledge makes you a suspected extraterrestrial being. By the authority of the Torchwood Institute, you are hereby under arrest.”




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“Look here,” she said, softening her expression, “I don’t know who you are or why you know so much. But what I do know is that when two aliens have at each other on our soil, the environment becomes life threatening for us. I need you to give me what information you have so that I can do my job and protect the citizens of this country.”

Mentor turned to her, his gaze stayed level with hers, "I don't know if I can believe you on that. I have watched where your kind attacked a defenseless clan of aliens just because you did not understand what they were saying or because your kind thought that they were dangerous. I read every mind of those aliens in that warehouse. None of them had any dangerous thought or plan, not even for the future. All they were thinking about were friends, families and the possibility of going back to their planets to see them once again. Is that such a problem that you must arrest them?"

His gaze stayed level with hers as he crossed his arms over his chest. He watched closely as her hand moved, the Time Lord smirked a little, "I don't see why I should answer questions you got for me. In fact I don't want to. But then.. I will have to think about it. Meet me back here tomorrow." he said, walking away.

“Don’t take another step!” Julia Johnson pulled her gun out, armed and aimed at his back, “Like I said, I don’t know who you are or why you know so much. Your knowledge makes you a suspected extraterrestrial being. By the authority of the Torchwood Institute, you are hereby under arrest.”

Mentor turned around slowly, his hand that was out of her sight moving into his multidimensional pocket, he knew she had the gun. He just didn't show that he knew it was there, "Just because I have knowledge does not necessarily mean that I am an extraterrestrial. Or.." Mentor shrugged, "Well.. I know that you will not fire that gun. But then I can guarantee that I will disable your gun permanently before you can fire." He gave her a small smirk, "Arrest? If you want information so badly, you could have waited for tomorrow.. but then after this I am not too sure if I want to talk to you now." He looked up at the sky, "Although you may want to put your gun away, it's just about to pour like madness."

His gaze went cold, "If you really want me to talk, you will let those aliens go and leave them be to live out the rest of their lives peacefully. If you don't then this will be the last you will see of me. I can guarantee that." He glanced to his left to see other members of Torchwood standing there, no one needed to tell him, "If you do as I say I will willingly allow you to take me where you want and answer your questions. Is that understood?" He looked back to Julia, his gaze still cold.